Choice Literature, Книги 5American Book Company, 1912 |
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The Lark and the Rook Tubal Cain The Blind Boy The River • · · The Hen that Hatched Ducks After the Storm . PAGE 267 Charles Mackay 269 Colley Cibber 271 Caroline B. Southey 272 Harriet Beecher Stowe 273 William Makepeace Thackeray 284 ...
The Lark and the Rook Tubal Cain The Blind Boy The River • · · The Hen that Hatched Ducks After the Storm . PAGE 267 Charles Mackay 269 Colley Cibber 271 Caroline B. Southey 272 Harriet Beecher Stowe 273 William Makepeace Thackeray 284 ...
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... River , Mass . , they came upon the skeleton of a large man who had been buried in a sitting pos- ture . In the grave with him was found a plate of brass which may have been used as a breastplate ,. THE SKELETON IN ARMOR 11.
... River , Mass . , they came upon the skeleton of a large man who had been buried in a sitting pos- ture . In the grave with him was found a plate of brass which may have been used as a breastplate ,. THE SKELETON IN ARMOR 11.
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... river there , which I might make use of as a port to land with my cargo . As I imagined , so it was . There appeared before me a little opening of the land , and I found a strong current of the tide set into it ; so I guided my raft ...
... river there , which I might make use of as a port to land with my cargo . As I imagined , so it was . There appeared before me a little opening of the land , and I found a strong current of the tide set into it ; so I guided my raft ...
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... river , and a strong tide running up . I looked upon both sides for a proper place to get to shore , for I was not willing to be driven too high up the river , hoping , in time , to see some ship at sea , and therefore resolved to place ...
... river , and a strong tide running up . I looked upon both sides for a proper place to get to shore , for I was not willing to be driven too high up the river , hoping , in time , to see some ship at sea , and therefore resolved to place ...
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... river and coasting vessels . Only one of them was decked . The other ships were open , save at the prow and stern , where cabins were built for the crew . - com- The sailors went unwillingly and in much fear pelled by an order from the ...
... river and coasting vessels . Only one of them was decked . The other ships were open , save at the prow and stern , where cabins were built for the crew . - com- The sailors went unwillingly and in much fear pelled by an order from the ...
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Стр. 77 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Стр. 203 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior '. His brow was sad ; his eye beneath Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Стр. 79 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Стр. 255 - O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall.
Стр. 259 - How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting, that The sleeping fox catches no poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the grave, as Poor Richard says.
Стр. 232 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed, every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
Стр. 211 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, . ' Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Стр. 42 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river, For nun may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Стр. 42 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret, By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling...
Стр. 101 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!